The World's Number One Medical Hall

Chapter 100 First Contact with Dr. Zhu

"Since he's incurable, why did you agree to his request? Do you think I haven't had enough trouble lately?" Doctor Zhu frowned, a hint of impatience flashing in his eyes, and said to Manager Wu in a deep voice.

Seeing that Dr. Zhu was indeed angry about this matter, Manager Wu's face turned pale and he hurriedly said, "I heard from Dr. Chen that he had a terminal illness and would definitely die within half a day. At that time, I was afraid that he would stay in our clinic and not leave, so I agreed to his appointment and asked him to come back in three days. I thought that he would definitely not be alive to come back in three days, but who would have thought... that he would actually live to this day."

Upon hearing this, Doctor Zhu paused slightly, no longer venting his anger on Manager Wu. Instead, he glanced back at Mo Bai and saw that the young man had already stood up and was about to come over.

"Alright, Qi's condition is already enough of a worry for me, and... never mind, just keep dealing with him." Dr. Zhu clearly didn't want to be bothered by this matter, and turned to leave.

"But..." Manager Wu looked distressed, as he had already collected the consultation fee in advance that morning.

But looking at Dr. Zhu's calm face, he dared not speak.

Unexpectedly, Doctor Zhu, who was about to leave, suddenly stopped, looked at Manager Wu, and said, "You said he's new here? Then why did I see Second Master go straight to him as soon as he got out of the car?"

"Well... I'm not entirely sure either, but I vaguely heard Manager Chen mention it last night. It seems he has some connection with the Second Master. Even the new signboard for He's Restaurant was handwritten by him. It was precisely because I was worried that he might be connected with the Second Master that he came over this morning to ask about the reservation. I didn't want to offend him too much. Besides, even if I didn't agree to his request today, he would still come back tomorrow. He's currently waiting across the street... In the end, I had no choice but to agree."

Manager Wu truly had no idea what connection Mo Bai had with the Second Master. In fact, when he saw the Second Master get out of the car and head straight for him, he was startled, fearing that this kid really had a close relationship with the Second Master.

A flicker of emotion crossed Dr. Zhu's eyes; clearly, thinking of the Second Master, he was beginning to have reservations.

In this world, there are entanglements everywhere, so many people do things that are not always in accordance with their own conscience.

"Dr. Zhu, Mr. Changqing is here!" Manager Wu glanced over and saw Mo Bai walking towards them with a smile. He quickly whispered in Dr. Zhu's ear.

Dr. Zhu hesitated slightly, but still stood still. If they hadn't met, he could have made up an excuse to decline, but now that they had met and the other person had already made an appointment, he would offend them if he didn't.

The key concern is that they might actually offend the Second Master, which would be inappropriate.

"Manager Wu, is this the renowned Physician Zhu from the Mingzhu Medical School?" Mo Bai's voice rang out.

"So it's Mr. Changqing!" Manager Wu glanced at Doctor Zhu first, and seeing that he didn't intend to leave immediately, he then spoke to Mo Bai, who had already walked up, and replied, "That's right, this is Doctor Zhu from our Jishi Medical Hall."

"Dr. Zhu, hello! It's great to finally meet you." Mo Bai's face lit up with obvious joy. He fixed his gaze on Dr. Zhu's face and then quickly bowed to him.

"This must be Mr. Changqing!" Doctor Zhu nodded, his expression changing quickly. The previous gloom vanished instantly, replaced by a gentle smile as he returned the greeting with kind eyes.

"I dare not. I am Bai Changqing, a junior scholar. How could I dare to call myself 'Master' in front of Doctor Zhu? Please just call me Changqing," Mo Bai said humbly.

After saying this, he seemed somewhat anxious and said, "Dr. Zhu, I am seriously ill. Having heard of your reputation, I have traveled a long way to Mingzhu. Today I am finally able to meet you, and I beg you to help me!"

Upon hearing this, Doctor Zhu smiled and said, "Of course, of course! I already heard Manager Wu mention this matter earlier. I've been too busy these past few days and haven't been able to get away. I hope Doctor Bai won't mind..."

"How could I dare? How could I dare... When would you have time today? I will certainly be waiting for you in advance!"

"Hmm... Well then, a doctor's treatment cannot be delayed. If it's convenient for you now, Dr. Bai, please come with me to the clinic so we can have a discussion, shall we?"

"How could I possibly dare to exchange ideas with you? To receive guidance from Dr. Zhu would be an immense honor!"

After waiting for many days, Mo Bai finally made contact with Doctor Zhu.

At first glance, Dr. Zhu made a very good impression on him; he was kind and gentle. However, along the way, Dr. Zhu seemed to have unintentionally mentioned the Second Master.

Mo Bai simply shook his head demurely, indicating that it was only because the Second Master was being kind by asking him to write the inscription for the restaurant's signboard.

While this is true, how could Dr. Zhu discern whether the relationship implied in these words was close or distant?

However, when Doctor Zhu saw Mo Bai unconsciously cup his hands in a gesture of respect towards the north when he mentioned the Second Master, a glint flashed in his eyes.

The young man knew perfectly well who the Second Master was.

Since he was aware of the situation, yet still managed to maintain this calm demeanor, it could only mean that he and the Second Master were already somewhat familiar with each other. Otherwise, how could an ordinary person remain so composed upon first hearing the Second Master's identity?

The two arrived at Jishi Medical Clinic in a very polite manner. However, Doctor Zhu did not immediately examine Mo Bai. Instead, he smiled and said, "Dr. Bai, I have another prescription to write. I will be there shortly. Please wait upstairs for a moment."

"Dr. Zhu, please don't be so polite!" Mo Bai nodded with a smile, but before going upstairs, he glanced at Dr. Chen, a smile appearing on his lips.

Mo Bai was led upstairs by a servant.

Dr. Zhu straightened his gaze, nodded in Dr. Chen's direction, and went directly into the back room.

Regardless, now that he had taken on this patient, he noticed the strange thing that Manager Wu had said earlier, and naturally wanted to find out more from Doctor Chen first.

After a short while, Dr. Chen finished seeing a patient, got up, and went to the back room. He bowed to Dr. Zhu and said, "Dr. Zhu."

"Hmm, Old Chen, you diagnosed that Dr. Bai earlier? I heard it was a bit strange. What exactly happened?" Dr. Zhu nodded, gestured for him to sit down, and asked.

Doctor Chen was clearly not surprised. He nodded, pondered for a moment, and then said directly, "This Doctor Bai came three days ago. When I took his pulse, it was slow and hesitant, then pounded like thunder. This happened repeatedly, clearly indicating he was experiencing a false spiritual phenomenon. Later, I learned he was a practitioner of internal martial arts, so I concluded his life force was exhausted. He was only temporarily alive because his vital energy hadn't completely dissipated, but his life was certainly nearing its end!"

The term "false god" also refers to a "last gasp" or "a final burst of energy before death." It means that Mo Bai's vital energy had already dissipated, leaving his body still with spirit, but in reality, he had seen the sunset.

Hearing Dr. Chen's words, Dr. Zhu frowned and looked at Dr. Chen, saying in a deep voice, "If one's life force is truly severed, even a Grandmaster would find it difficult to survive for three days on just a single breath of vital energy. Yet, although this young man looks sickly and his eyes are not very bright, he is still alive in this world."

"That's right. Three days have passed since the pulse diagnosis that day, yet Dr. Bai is not only not dead, but his complexion has improved somewhat. This morning, I also had some doubts and suspected that it was a misdiagnosis, so I took his pulse a second time." Dr. Chen was not angry at Dr. Zhu's questioning and said calmly.

"How is it?" Dr. Zhu looked up.

"It's still the same pulse pattern that indicated the end of life on that day," Doctor Chen said in a deep voice, raising his eyes.

Dr. Zhu's gaze sharpened. If Dr. Chen had made a mistake once, it was absolutely impossible for him to be wrong twice.

"How could this be so strange?"

upstairs.

Doctor Zhu closed his eyes slightly and sat quietly to take Mo Bai's pulse.

"It really is as Doctor Chen said, this pulse is undoubtedly a sign of impending death!" A thought flashed through my mind.

Once it was confirmed that the pulse was indeed like this, and no other possibility could be found,

Doctor Zhu slowly opened his eyes and looked at the young man sitting quietly opposite him, wondering how to start the conversation.

Although the young man's condition was somewhat strange, his pulse was unmistakable, ultimately indicating a premature death.

Mo Bai had remained silent ever since he came upstairs to take his pulse. Only when the doctor withdrew his hand did Mo Bai smile and ask softly, "Doctor Zhu, I presume you are already aware of my condition?"